Nova
She wasn't fragile like a flower.
Grabbing Calypso by the arm, Nova leads her sister out of the shop, large shopping bag in tow. The craft store had exactly what she'd needed: copious amounts of glitter. It was the last - and most important - item on their list for their home defense system. If anyone or anything was stupid enough to try invading their home, they'd be finding glitter in every imaginable crevice for the next year. It makes Nova giggle with excitement, secretly hoping that someone gives it a try. Although she doesn't think they'll make it far afterwards. Not with the Marin triplets close on their tail.
With that mischievous glint in her eye, she hands Vesper the bag to add with the others, skipping along down the street towards their new living arrangement. "I think we probably have everything now! Let's get home and set it all up!" She doesn't wait for any arguments or exasperated looks, shooting Caly a large smile. "What should we work on first? The colorful paint balloons? The bright flash grenades? The trip wires? Or the grand finale?" Perhaps there's a little too much excitement in her eyes, but she doesn't disguise the dangerous chaos bursting behind her eyes.
With that mischievous glint in her eye, she hands Vesper the bag to add with the others, skipping along down the street towards their new living arrangement. "I think we probably have everything now! Let's get home and set it all up!" She doesn't wait for any arguments or exasperated looks, shooting Caly a large smile. "What should we work on first? The colorful paint balloons? The bright flash grenades? The trip wires? Or the grand finale?" Perhaps there's a little too much excitement in her eyes, but she doesn't disguise the dangerous chaos bursting behind her eyes.
She was fragile like a bomb.
